I N S U L T. Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

I worked hard
For this project,
With all my brains
Poured out,
Submitted to the boss,
He glanced through it,
Like it was a loathsome
Thing to percieve
And handle, tossed
It on the table,
Said ther is nothing
Useful to him or company,
Hurting my feelings deeply,
Which I knew had
A lot to offer,
For the betterment
Of our comany's progress,
I chewed down the nsult
For my salary's sake,
Telling regrets about
My project and thanked
The nutty boss profusely.


Ravikiran Arakkal